#1186

Hares: Phi Phi Licker/Tina Eat the Piss

Hounds: Anus, Dip, NBA, CP, nnAlex, nnKatie, nnSarah, BP

Pack gathered at Hash appropriately named “Whiskey Dick’s” around 6:30. After giving the hares five minutes or so, the hounds descended into the mid-April freezing temperatures outside to follow what would come to pass as one of the shittiest trails in the history of hashing. We went through a laundry mat, West High campus, and then congregated under the new Lincoln St. Bridge, where the BN was hidden. After that, trail made its way through some neighborhoods and ended up back at Whiskey Dick’s. 

Inside, hashers were delighted with the menu items, which included a sandwich called the “Grandma’s Dick”, which Cuddle Puncher eagerly ordered. Circle was typical, songs were sung, and everyone rejoiced. The bartender was wicked nice and all but begged us to return again, which we probably will. 

ONON!

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